We went to London.
So I write it in english. To Nil, PY and so many others.
PY is in London for a year for business. After delaying many times our journey, we finally decided to come to see him.
So Wednesday, at 18h30, we leave our job and join "Gare du Nord" to take the Eurostar.
Two hour and a half after, and actually* one hour less due to the time difference, we meet PY at London St Pancras. We take the tube (local metro) and arrive at his flat that he shares with Nil, an American guy. Nice flat, surrounded by pond, expensive but-we-are-in-London-so-you-have-no-choice, close to the transport and a very good place to sleep for us. Thanxs by the way.
First evening, first beer, first London ale. We are in London man. We adapt ourselves. PY gives us his best advice on what to see or not. Globally after having prepared the trip just before, we had largely* quoted the good stuffs. Our three days are planed, we can enjoy our ale. Not so cold (cellar cold), not so sparkling, but good taste. The place, The Minories, is also a good one, like we imagine when you talk about a Londonian pub. Big, made of wood, with a big bar, good music, plenty of beers, full of TV-screen, drunken British people inside.
The good point which is a constant in London: the kindness of the waiters and waitress.
After that, we go back to the PY’s flat, have a look to the Tower Bridge shining in the night and we finally meet Nil. We have to switch in English, not so easy when you are not used to. The ideas come in French, the words have to be in something that looks like English enough to be understood. Nil comes from Texas, but his accent is not a Texan one. And he doesn’t wear hat and santiag boots. For sure not when we were at.
When he talks about US and Texas, I immediately think on far west, train and goldmine. I don't know why.
The rest of the talk was cool either, mixing our stories, our countries and our jokes.
And then sleep after this big first day.
* "faux amis" that we have talked about in London.